Luxury family honey darling

ZiNuo patted Anxia on the shoulder and tried to wake her up, but Anxia didn't move at all. She still maintained a dull posture. Her hands were still tightly held together, and the green tendons on the back of her hands were clearly visible because of her strength.

ZiNuo's heart panicked and hurriedly called in her ear, "Ann, ANN, are you okay?"

Anxia did not respond to her call. At this time, she was immersed in her own thoughts. A lot of doubts trapped her and made her wonder. Therefore, her thoughts could not go out.

Just now, ZiNuo and she were going to Shen Zhizhuo. His words, deeds, actions and questions puzzled her.

Since he had forgotten her, why did he do such things and say such words.

You know, now she is just a stranger who has met him once. He is not the kind of person who will pay too much attention to strangers who have only met once.

At this moment, she will never think about it. After amnesia, he will fall in love with her at first sight.

Just like the first time she saw him in the back garden, for ten thousand years, her heart completely fell, and there was no end to it.

Once vowed, still in the ear, but the reality has already extinguished all her enthusiasm.

Especially when she knew that the child left her body, if it wasn't for Lin Xiao, she would have been a pile of white bones at this time.

Time is a good medicine for her. Although she can continue to live like a walking corpse now, her soul has already accompanied her children to heaven.

Fate teased them. They met again. Although five years is not long, it is not short. How many five years can there be in a person's life.

Thinking, Anxia somehow seemed to hear someone greet her name again. To Anxia, that's her name.

That voice sounds familiar. It's ZiNuo. Yes, now she's Anxia. Her best friend is liznuo. She's completely cut off from the past.

Li ZiNuo kept shouting her name in Anxia's ear, because her tone was anxious and nervous. Even the workers who repaired the door over there couldn't help looking at them.

"Anxia, can you hear me? Anxia, Anxia..."

After ZiNuo's continuous efforts, Anxia finally reacted. Her hand relaxed its strength and the green tendons on the back of her hand subsided.

The mobile phone also fell on the desktop with a bang because it suddenly lost its support.

At this time, the palm of an Xia's hand was slightly printed by the edge of the mobile phone because she had just held the mobile phone hard.

Looking at the two deep red marks, I know how much strength she used. If what she just held was not a mobile phone, but something sharp like a knife, I'm afraid her hand has been completely broken in the middle.

Anxia felt the discomfort in her palm, slowly moved her eyes, looked aside and looked at her son Nuo nervously.

Anxia moved her lips. When ZiNuo saw her lips wriggling and thought she was going to speak, the whole person immediately held her breath and waited for her to speak nervously and expectantly.

You know, how much she hopes Anxia can speak. Although she doesn't mind her inherent communication mode, she still looks forward to her returning to normal and communicating with her normally.

If she can speak, she doesn't have to worry that she will suffer. It's because she can't speak. Sometimes, Anxia will inevitably be bullied.

When she is, she can stand up for her and defend her against injustice, but many times, she is not with her. In this case, she will often suffer some losses.

I don't know whether she doesn't care or is generous. In short, she never complains about being bullied. No matter what, she laughs it off and doesn't pursue it.

Her open-minded is something that ordinary people can't do. It's a kind of open-minded that sees through life and death and makes people feel afraid. It's like she will become a Buddha anytime and anywhere.

But that was only when her mind was clear. If it was like this, she would trap herself in her own cage.

An extreme open-minded, an extreme imprisonment, imprisoned her thoughts and actions.

Zi Nuo knows that she must have a story, and her current condition also has a source, but she doesn't say what the source is, and she can't ask too much.

"Ann, have a drink. Do you need me to bring the medicine?"

ZiNuo poured a glass of water for Anxia and asked her if she wanted to take medicine.

Anxia was moved and smiled at ZiNuo. ZiNuo understood what she wanted to express, so she turned to her room and handed her her medicine.

Until this time, Anxia found that there were two more people in their rental house and were repairing the door of her room.

By the way, didn't Zi Nuo just say that her door was broken by Shen Zhijiao? Therefore, he also found these two installers.

Seeing the room door they were installing, Anxia couldn't help smiling bitterly. He hadn't seen it for five years. Shen Zhizhuo was still so careful. The material and style of the door he chose was very suitable for their rental house. Fortunately, he didn't choose an extremely luxurious door for her. In that case, ZiNuo, who has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, would be unbearable.

Wouldn't it be very eye-catching that a luxurious and expensive room door suddenly appeared in the original simple rental house. She would not be able to stand it. She would find someone to unload the door and sell it for cash.

After taking the medicine, the door was installed. Before leaving, the decorator took away the door panel that was kicked out yesterday.

This eliminates Anxia and ZiNuo from worrying about how to deal with the waste door panel.

When the installer was sent away, ZiNuo asked Anxia to go back to her room and have a rest. At this time, her face is really ugly. It may be the physical discomfort caused by a slight overdose of continuous medication from last night to now. Therefore, what Anxia needs most is a quiet rest.

Today is another sunny day. It is close to noon. It is the most toxic time of the sun. The window is open in the room, and there is still no wind blowing in.

Seeing the sweat on Anxia's forehead, ZiNuo turned on the fan. Because Anxia was ready to sleep, the wind speed did not dare to be adjusted too much, but was adjusted to the lowest gear.

There was a refreshing wind blowing. ZiNuo looked at Anxia, closed his eyes, got up and left.

When ZiNuo came out of the room, Anxia, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

She took out her mobile phone and opened wechat. What was displayed on it was a text sent by Shen Zhijiao's wechat